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I don't pretend to be a Keats
or a Shelley or a Shakespeare—rhymes
just pop into my head sometimes, and
I scribble them down on whatever
piece of paper comes to hand. 
It's fun and it's just for me, but now and
then, people ask to read what
I have written. 

 

COLOUR

Colour is a gift for all.
Verdant greens  and vibrant reds.
Pretty pinks and powder blues.
Sunshine yellow in all their hues.
Flowers in a garden bed.
Washed by rain and warmed by the sun.
Look at the colours with awe and wonder
Nature at its best in all its splendour.

 

© 2014 Mary Davies

Other Poems

Taxpayer's Lament
Why?FearCourage
Pride
BabiesMemories
Kiss
Uncertainty
Busy Bee
Colour
Painted Lady

 

 

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